I saw it in his eyes
there was nothing left
he had lost his hopes
dreams and goals
as he slowly stumbled down the street
couldn't walk properly, dragging his feet
he wanted to end his life that night and who was I to stop him
I didn't know what he was going through
I didn't know why he did it
I didn't think of his side of the story
I just didn't want him to die like this
he fell down in the middle of the road
QUICK SOMEONE CALL TRIPPLE 0
AMBULANCE we scream
HE'S DYING, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD
is it murder if he wanted to?
drugs were his only answer
the only cure for what he was going through
wandering the streets, he knew them back to front
like maybe it's where he spends most of his time
He was calling out for help
but didn't accept it in the end
I didn't understand that to him
death was better than life itself!
(C) Lucy Green
thank you for reading my poem, please comment, it means, sooooo much to me!!!
